Way more than a SSS: Dissever My Soul From Yours (a snippet)
For Everlark Fic Exchange Prompt 106:
Subject to change.
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Katniss has nightmares. Lots of them. She had them the night she stayed over and confessed she’s suffered them ever since her father died when she was 11, but now Rye has joined her hunted dreams.
I told her I have them too, nightmares. That I wake up in the middle of the night in cold sweats and paralyzed with a terrible fear that I’ll never see my son again, just to realize he’s gone forever, that I’ve lost him and I won’t be able to talk to him, hug him or hear his laughter ever again; but then I think of the people I still have in my life and things aren’t so scary anymore. Sure, the pain is still there as acute as ever, but I find it easier to breathe.
I asked her to call me anytime she had a nightmare and felt like talking about it. If there’s one thing we have in common, is our love for Rye, and I will always honor that bond, day or night no matter the time. To my surprise, she actually took me on it after that evening; we’ve talked on the phone almost every night so she’s not afraid of the odious bad dreams about my son.
